I still hadn’t discovered what my right hand was for, so just got stiff which was nice.It was around this time that one of my (male) friends and I s...arted to ‘play’ - just undressing each other and groping each others cock. One day he suggested I wear one of his mum’s old bras, I did, it was nice! He tried it on as well. We continued to play in this way, then one evening he came to stay over while my folks were away. We looked through my sister’s things (she was away at college), and found a. Mike had clearly smashed all of Anna’s inhibitions away with the pounding he had just given her as Shirley grabbed two handfuls of my wife’s hair and began to slowly grind her pussy down and into her mouth. Very soon Anna and Shirley were cumming for two very different reasons. Mike had started fucking Anna hard again as Shirley came all over my wife’s face. Mike poured another round of drinks as everybody took a break. I joined my wife on the bed and gave her a deep lingering kiss which had a. So We called the People an they said they were willing to pay Us to do some work , so the next weekend we went . The Lady who came to the door had long straight brown hair she wore a short summer dress , she smiled and asked us in . The Husband came out an said hello . They said the bathroom needed some plumbing work and the house needed dusting . So I went into the bathroom an started working on the pipes , I had to lie on my back as I worked . I heard the wife come in , she said so You. Why?”“Where’s that?” my sister asked.“It’s way up by the Canadian border on Lake Champlain.”“Cool! I was born in Gettysburg, so I’m a Yankee, too!” That was true. Dad had briefly had a job in Gettysburg before he got on with Harry T. Campbell’s. I had gone to first grade there.“That’s right, I almost forgot that,” I said. “And I don’t think Marilyn told you she was Catholic, but I suppose the nine brothers and sisters gave you a hint.”Dad chuckled at that; religion never bothered him. It did.